after all the whining and depression, i find that i didnt have to leave ny at all!
i had a good nights sleep the day before, i was just too tired to worry bout friday.
so i zonked out.
and awoke on a beautiful 11 am.
(beauty sleep is very impt. HAHAHA.)
i walked ard the house like a zombie.
up and down.
in and out.
i kept imagining scenes.
(mr pah: cheryl, you have done terribly! you should be ashamed of yourself. ARGHHH.)
when i arrived at sch, everything was a blur.
and i saw a ny booth being set up, complete with mr mao and mr quek. LOL!
is ny that desperate?
nah, i guess xms is too sought after. HUR HUR.
moving up to hall.
i could hear whimpers and sighs.
sat down.
people freaking out.
and we had a really unnecessary talk.
BAH! just give us the results you goon!
jye yee and chloe were the top scorers, with 10 a1s.
i was like WHOA.
so pro.
and there were many many people with perfect scores.
as mrs low had put it, xms had done really well this yr.
we had 60% distinction in eng.
and over 92% distinction in math.
and 100% passes in hmt.
and 99.6% of the cohort making it to jc.
that's wondeful.
and i was glad to be part of it.
then came the results.
at first i was like OKAY LETS DO THIS.
then i saw mr pah and was like LETS NOT DO THIS.
but no choice.
i walked up to him.
he handed me a piece of browny thing.
i looked down.
and saw masses of words.
i couldnt comprehend.
i saw ones and twos and threes.
i couldnt count.
mr pah smiled at me.
in my mind: omg is he consoling me?
he smiled even wider.
then i tore the purple thingy.
there it was.
L1R5: 10
L1R4: 7
eng: a1
hist: a2
math: b3
science: a1
com. humans: b3
chinese: a1
poa: a2
hmt: b3
omg.
omg.
are you kidding me?
nah, but i dint cry.
i watched others cry tho.
ham got hers. mama got hers. and cried.
huggs gg on.
tears flowing.
wow.
so this is what its like.
this is what o level is like.
emotional yes. but it has troughed and milled us over and over again.
despicable cycle.
hah. but it aint over yet.
we still have to make choices.
GAH!
but i wanna thank so many people.
my classmates. we mugged tgt yeah? and we dint write all those notes for nothing!
my teachers. YOU GUYS ROCK. dedication to the fullest extent.
my ah gong. cos i prayed to him. and he answered my prayers.
i'm ready for the next walk of life.
are you?
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